Chapter 1313: 1313
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"No wonder, no wonder. How can we blame the moon girl?"
Nangong Yue's flattering way, you know, since the day when she was called to the star picking tower, she has never seen a guest alone. Even if someone has produced ten thousand excellent Lingjing, she has not been moved.
But today, she has come to their box on her own initiative. It's such an honor. If she goes out, they will have more face.
"Yes, it's our honor to call Miss Yue here. How can I blame you!" Oriental jade cypress is also extremely enthusiastic.
As for the other dandies, they couldn't help but come forward to pay their respects. Song Yan sat there and didn't move, because he knew that this call for the moon might come for him.
After some greetings, Nangong Yue and others warmly invited him to sit down, and ordered him to remove the banquet and change the table.
"Here's a toast to you boys!"
After the banquet, he called the moon to raise his glass to all the people.
"You are welcome, Miss Yue!"
"Yes, please call the moon girl!"
Next, the dandy boy tried his best to please the moon, but the other side smiled all the time and couldn't figure out what she really thought.
In order to attract the eyes of miss zhaoyue, Oriental jade cypress suddenly felt a movement in her heart. Lang said: "miss zhaoyue, I wrote a poem before I wrote it. Please appreciate it!"
Suddenly, the girl's eyes brightened, and she looked at the Oriental jade cypress: "young master Dongfang, please."
When she was called to look at it like this, Oriental jade cypress felt the bones all over her body were crumbling, and then read the song "spring thoughts".
After reading it, Oriental jade cypress couldn't help asking, "how do you feel about calling the moon girl?"
Call on the moon girl to nod her head: "this poem of the Oriental childe is well written. It's a rare good poem to describe the miss of a woman as deeply as your bones."
She was praised by the girl calling for the moon, and the face of Oriental jade cypress laughed like a chrysanthemum.
Nangongyue and others look at Oriental jade and cypress with envy and envy, and even secretly scold this guy for being shameless. It's a poem written by song Yan for him, but he uses it to please Miss Yue.
Before the poem was written, it was already clear in the box. Therefore, nangongyue and others all knew that the poem "spring thoughts" was written by song Yan.
Feeling the envy and jealousy in everyone's eyes, Dongfang jade cypress is proud of it, but he looks at Song Yan in a guilty way. Song Yan smiles at him in spite of it. Anyway, he plagiarizes this poem. Dongfang jade cypress will use it, so he has no problem.
And the girl who called the moon saw the scene of their eye contact in her eyes.
He knew the Oriental jade and cypress of nangongyue very well. How could he write such a good poem with the level of Oriental jade and cypress? Therefore, she had long been suspicious. When she saw the eye contact between them, she could almost be sure that the poem was written by song Yan.
Seeing that the poem written by Oriental jade cypress won the favor of the girl who called the moon, Nangong Yue and other people began to scribble about it. It's a pity that their water products are limited. It's not so much poetry as doggerel poetry.
"Everyone has written it. You may as well write it, Mr. Song?" Call on the moon girl smile to look at Song Yan, for a while, everyone's eyes fall on Song Yan.
At the same time, there are some worries. If song Yan writes another good poem, he will not put them all under pressure.
Song Yan smiled and shook his head: "where can I write poetry, I will not sacrifice my ugliness."
"Where is the son of the song who can't write, does he despise the little girl?" There was a sad color on the beautiful face of the girl calling for the moon. Nangong Yue and others felt very sad at first sight.
"Brother song, since you are looking forward to calling the moon, you may as well write one!" Nangong moon begged.
"Yes, brother song, don't hide it! We don't know your level! " Oriental jade cypress didn't want to see Miss calling the moon sad, even if song Yan stole the limelight, he wanted to write one.
Then several other dandies asked song Yan to write a poem.
"In that case, I'll try." Song inkstone helpless way, and then bow to think up, in the end should copy that good?
After a while, song Yan raised his head.
"Brother song has it?" Nangong Yuemu asked with expectation.
Song Yan nodded, and then whispered:
you can't see the water of the Yellow river rising in the sky, running to the sea and never returning.
At the beginning of the article, everyone felt a sense of pride, while the eyes of Miss Yue flashed with surprise.
Song Yan is still going on:
if you don't see the bright mirror in the high hall, you will feel sad and white hair, and the morning will be as green as snow.
When you are satisfied with your life, do not let the golden cup empty to the moon.
This sentence is written in the hearts of nangongyue and other people. They are all dandies who are waiting to die. On the surface, they are treated with politeness, but in fact, many people look down on them.
But the sentence that they should be happy in life makes them feel that song Yan is their confidant. If they are not afraid to break the atmosphere, they all want to clap their hands.
I'll be useful if I'm born, but I'll come back when all the money is gone.As soon as this sentence comes out, nangongyue and other people's faces are changing, showing a thoughtful look.
When cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure, you will have to drink 300 cups.
Nangongyue, brother yubai: toast, don't stop.
"What?"
When they heard that song Yan actually wrote their names in the poem, they felt a rush of blood rush from their chest, as if they were going to spray thin, but they still resisted, but their faces turned red, all excited.
Since we can't say hello, let's drink. Nangongyue and Dongfang yubai both feel heroic. They just take the wine pot and pour it into their mouths. Don't stop drinking. If you don't get drunk today, I'm sorry for brother song's poem.
A song with you, please listen to it for me.
…………
Five flower horse, thousands of gold and fur, hu'er is going to trade for wine, and sell with you forever sorrow.
Song Yan read out the following verses in one breath, only to find that all the people there were staring at themselves.
See, song inkstone not from the secret way: do you pretend to force too much?
"Son of song, what's the name of this poem?" Calling the moon to stare at him with eyes full of light, he asked softly, his eyes full of admiration and accident, and a little shocked.
"Wine will come!" Song Yan gently said the name of the poem.
"Brother song, your poem is written in my heart. Come on, let's drink this pot full." Nangongyue hands over a pot of wine.
"Let's go!" Song Yan said with a smile.
"Good!"
They drank all the good wine in the pot, then laughed at each other.
The girl who called for the moon suddenly longed for song inkstone: "son of song, little girl, I don't know how lucky I am to compose this poem?"
"I don't want it!" Song Yan smiles and nods.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Song."
Call on the moon girl to song Yan sweet smile, and then take out an Guqin to start music for will wine, her music attainments are very high, only used a quarter of an hour to compose the music.
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"No wonder, no wonder. How can we blame the moon girl?"
Nangong Yue's flattering way, you know, since the day when she was called to the star picking tower, she has never seen a guest alone. Even if someone has produced ten thousand excellent Lingjing, she has not been moved.
But today, she has come to their box on her own initiative. It's such an honor. If she goes out, they will have more face.
"Yes, it's our honor to call Miss Yue here. How can I blame you!" Oriental jade cypress is also extremely enthusiastic.
As for the other dandies, they couldn't help but come forward to pay their respects. Song Yan sat there and didn't move, because he knew that this call for the moon might come for him.
After some greetings, Nangong Yue and others warmly invited him to sit down, and ordered him to remove the banquet and change the table.
"Here's a toast to you boys!"
After the banquet, he called the moon to raise his glass to all the people.
"You are welcome, Miss Yue!"
"Yes, please call the moon girl!"
Next, the dandy boy tried his best to please the moon, but the other side smiled all the time and couldn't figure out what she really thought.
In order to attract the eyes of miss zhaoyue, Oriental jade cypress suddenly felt a movement in her heart. Lang said: "miss zhaoyue, I wrote a poem before I wrote it. Please appreciate it!"
Suddenly, the girl's eyes brightened, and she looked at the Oriental jade cypress: "young master Dongfang, please."
When she was called to look at it like this, Oriental jade cypress felt the bones all over her body were crumbling, and then read the song "spring thoughts".
After reading it, Oriental jade cypress couldn't help asking, "how do you feel about calling the moon girl?"
Call on the moon girl to nod her head: "this poem of the Oriental childe is well written. It's a rare good poem to describe the miss of a woman as deeply as your bones."
She was praised by the girl calling for the moon, and the face of Oriental jade cypress laughed like a chrysanthemum.
Nangongyue and others look at Oriental jade and cypress with envy and envy, and even secretly scold this guy for being shameless. It's a poem written by song Yan for him, but he uses it to please Miss Yue.
Before the poem was written, it was already clear in the box. Therefore, nangongyue and others all knew that the poem "spring thoughts" was written by song Yan.
Feeling the envy and jealousy in everyone's eyes, Dongfang jade cypress is proud of it, but he looks at Song Yan in a guilty way. Song Yan smiles at him in spite of it. Anyway, he plagiarizes this poem. Dongfang jade cypress will use it, so he has no problem.
And the girl who called the moon saw the scene of their eye contact in her eyes.
He knew the Oriental jade and cypress of nangongyue very well. How could he write such a good poem with the level of Oriental jade and cypress? Therefore, she had long been suspicious. When she saw the eye contact between them, she could almost be sure that the poem was written by song Yan.
Seeing that the poem written by Oriental jade cypress won the favor of the girl who called the moon, Nangong Yue and other people began to scribble about it. It's a pity that their water products are limited. It's not so much poetry as doggerel poetry.
"Everyone has written it. You may as well write it, Mr. Song?" Call on the moon girl smile to look at Song Yan, for a while, everyone's eyes fall on Song Yan.
At the same time, there are some worries. If song Yan writes another good poem, he will not put them all under pressure.
Song Yan smiled and shook his head: "where can I write poetry, I will not sacrifice my ugliness."
"Where is the son of the song who can't write, does he despise the little girl?" There was a sad color on the beautiful face of the girl calling for the moon. Nangong Yue and others felt very sad at first sight.
"Brother song, since you are looking forward to calling the moon, you may as well write one!" Nangong moon begged.
"Yes, brother song, don't hide it! We don't know your level! " Oriental jade cypress didn't want to see Miss calling the moon sad, even if song Yan stole the limelight, he wanted to write one.
Then several other dandies asked song Yan to write a poem.
"In that case, I'll try." Song inkstone helpless way, and then bow to think up, in the end should copy that good?
After a while, song Yan raised his head.
"Brother song has it?" Nangong Yuemu asked with expectation.
Song Yan nodded, and then whispered:
you can't see the water of the Yellow river rising in the sky, running to the sea and never returning.
At the beginning of the article, everyone felt a sense of pride, while the eyes of Miss Yue flashed with surprise.
Song Yan is still going on:
if you don't see the bright mirror in the high hall, you will feel sad and white hair, and the morning will be as green as snow.
When you are satisfied with your life, do not let the golden cup empty to the moon.
This sentence is written in the hearts of nangongyue and other people. They are all dandies who are waiting to die. On the surface, they are treated with politeness, but in fact, many people look down on them.
But the sentence that they should be happy in life makes them feel that song Yan is their confidant. If they are not afraid to break the atmosphere, they all want to clap their hands.
I'll be useful if I'm born, but I'll come back when all the money is gone.As soon as this sentence comes out, nangongyue and other people's faces are changing, showing a thoughtful look.
When cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure, you will have to drink 300 cups.
Nangongyue, brother yubai: toast, don't stop.
"What?"
When they heard that song Yan actually wrote their names in the poem, they felt a rush of blood rush from their chest, as if they were going to spray thin, but they still resisted, but their faces turned red, all excited.
Since we can't say hello, let's drink. Nangongyue and Dongfang yubai both feel heroic. They just take the wine pot and pour it into their mouths. Don't stop drinking. If you don't get drunk today, I'm sorry for brother song's poem.
A song with you, please listen to it for me.
…………
Five flower horse, thousands of gold and fur, hu'er is going to trade for wine, and sell with you forever sorrow.
Song Yan read out the following verses in one breath, only to find that all the people there were staring at themselves.
See, song inkstone not from the secret way: do you pretend to force too much?
"Son of song, what's the name of this poem?" Calling the moon to stare at him with eyes full of light, he asked softly, his eyes full of admiration and accident, and a little shocked.
"Wine will come!" Song Yan gently said the name of the poem.
"Brother song, your poem is written in my heart. Come on, let's drink this pot full." Nangongyue hands over a pot of wine.
"Let's go!" Song Yan said with a smile.
"Good!"
They drank all the good wine in the pot, then laughed at each other.
The girl who called for the moon suddenly longed for song inkstone: "son of song, little girl, I don't know how lucky I am to compose this poem?"
"I don't want it!" Song Yan smiles and nods.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Song."
Call on the moon girl to song Yan sweet smile, and then take out an Guqin to start music for will wine, her music attainments are very high, only used a quarter of an hour to compose the music.
[author's extraneous remarks]: after the third update, please visit our website to read the latest novels!
"No wonder, no wonder. How can we blame the moon girl?" Nangong Yue's flattering way, you know, since the day when she was called to the star picking tower, she has never seen a guest alone. Even if someone has produced ten thousand excellent Lingjing, she has not been moved. But today, she has come to their box on her own initiative. It's such an honor. If she goes out, they will have more face. "Yes, it's our honor to call Miss Yue here. How can I blame you!" Oriental jade cypress is also extremely enthusiastic. As for the other dandies, they couldn't help but come forward to pay their respects. Song Yan sat there and didn't move, because he knew that this call for the moon might come for him. After some greetings, Nangong Yue and others warmly invited him to sit down, and ordered him to remove the banquet and change the table. "Here's a toast to you boys!" After the banquet, he called the moon to raise his glass to all the people. "You are welcome, Miss Yue!" "Yes, please call the moon girl!" Next, the dandy boy tried his best to please the moon, but the other side smiled all the time and couldn't figure out what she really thought. In order to attract the eyes of miss zhaoyue, Oriental jade cypress suddenly felt a movement in her heart. Lang said: "miss zhaoyue, I wrote a poem before I wrote it. Please appreciate it!" Suddenly, the girl's eyes brightened, and she looked at the Oriental jade cypress: "young master Dongfang, please." When she was called to look at it like this, Oriental jade cypress felt the bones all over her body were crumbling, and then read the song "spring thoughts". After reading it, Oriental jade cypress couldn't help asking, "how do you feel about calling the moon girl?" Call on the moon girl to nod her head: "this poem of the Oriental childe is well written. It's a rare good poem to describe the miss of a woman as deeply as your bones." She was praised by the girl calling for the moon, and the face of Oriental jade cypress laughed like a chrysanthemum. Nangongyue and others look at Oriental jade and cypress with envy and envy, and even secretly scold this guy for being shameless. It's a poem written by song Yan for him, but he uses it to please Miss Yue. Before the poem was written, it was already clear in the box. Therefore, nangongyue and others all knew that the poem "spring thoughts" was written by song Yan. Feeling the envy and jealousy in everyone's eyes, Dongfang jade cypress is proud of it, but he looks at Song Yan in a guilty way. Song Yan smiles at him in spite of it. Anyway, he plagiarizes this poem. Dongfang jade cypress will use it, so he has no problem. And the girl who called the moon saw the scene of their eye contact in her eyes. He knew the Oriental jade and cypress of nangongyue very well. How could he write such a good poem with the level of Oriental jade and cypress? Therefore, she had long been suspicious. When she saw the eye contact between them, she could almost be sure that the poem was written by song Yan. Seeing that the poem written by Oriental jade cypress won the favor of the girl who called the moon, Nangong Yue and other people began to scribble about it. It's a pity that their water products are limited. It's not so much poetry as doggerel poetry. "Everyone has written it. You may as well write it, Mr. Song?" Call on the moon girl smile to look at Song Yan, for a while, everyone's eyes fall on Song Yan. At the same time, there are some worries. If song Yan writes another good poem, he will not put them all under pressure. Song Yan smiled and shook his head: "where can I write poetry, I will not sacrifice my ugliness." "Where is the son of the song who can't write, does he despise the little girl?" There was a sad color on the beautiful face of the girl calling for the moon. Nangong Yue and others felt very sad at first sight. "Brother song, since you are looking forward to calling the moon, you may as well write one!" Nangong moon begged. "Yes, brother song, don't hide it! We don't know your level! " Oriental jade cypress didn't want to see Miss calling the moon sad, even if song Yan stole the limelight, he wanted to write one. Then several other dandies asked song Yan to write a poem. "In that case, I'll try." Song inkstone helpless way, and then bow to think up, in the end should copy that good? After a while, song Yan raised his head. "Brother song has it?" Nangong Yuemu asked with expectation. Song Yan nodded, and then whispered: you can't see the water of the Yellow river rising in the sky, running to the sea and never returning. At the beginning of the article, everyone felt a sense of pride, while the eyes of Miss Yue flashed with surprise. Song Yan is still going on: if you don't see the bright mirror in the high hall, you will feel sad and white hair, and the morning will be as green as snow. When you are satisfied with your life, do not let the golden cup empty to the moon. This sentence is written in the hearts of nangongyue and other people. They are all dandies who are waiting to die. On the surface, they are treated with politeness, but in fact, many people look down on them. But the sentence that they should be happy in life makes them feel that song Yan is their confidant. If they are not afraid to break the atmosphere, they all want to clap their hands. I'll be useful if I'm born, but I'll come back when all the money is gone.As soon as this sentence comes out, nangongyue and other people's faces are changing, showing a thoughtful look. When cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure, you will have to drink 300 cups. Nangongyue, brother yubai: toast, don't stop. "What?" When they heard that song Yan actually wrote their names in the poem, they felt a rush of blood rush from their chest, as if they were going to spray thin, but they still resisted, but their faces turned red, all excited. Since we can't say hello, let's drink. Nangongyue and Dongfang yubai both feel heroic. They just take the wine pot and pour it into their mouths. Don't stop drinking. If you don't get drunk today, I'm sorry for brother song's poem. A song with you, please listen to it for me. Five flower horse, thousands of gold and fur, hu'er is going to trade for wine, and sell with you forever sorrow. Song Yan read out the following verses in one breath, only to find that all the people there were staring at themselves. See, song inkstone not from the secret way: do you pretend to force too much? "Son of song, what's the name of this poem?" Calling the moon to stare at him with eyes full of light, he asked softly, his eyes full of admiration and accident, and a little shocked. "Wine will come!" Song Yan gently said the name of the poem. "Brother song, your poem is written in my heart. Come on, let's drink this pot full." Nangongyue hands over a pot of wine. "Let's go!" Song Yan said with a smile. "Good!" They drank all the good wine in the pot, then laughed at each other. The girl who called for the moon suddenly longed for song inkstone: "son of song, little girl, I don't know how lucky I am to compose this poem?" "I don't want it!" Song Yan smiles and nods. "Thank you very much, Mr. Song." Call on the moon girl to song Yan sweet smile, and then take out an Guqin to start music for will wine, her music attainments are very high, only used a quarter of an hour to compose the music. author's extraneous remarks: after the third update, please visit our website to read the latest novels!
